I can't believe March is here. This last week of February has swept by amid chaos (thus, me forgetting to sign up last week ><) but here we are. Today I'm going to give you a glimpse from book 3 of The Witches' Mischief series. I've just submitted this story for publication, so I'm a bundle of nerves, trying hard not to stalk my email.
Please meet Conall Dougal. He's not in a very good mood...
*creative editing to keep to the guidelines has taken place*
#SexySnippets and #8Sunday Sentences
Conall leaned onto the neck of the animal, pushing it to run faster. His hair whipped around him, the breeze slapping him in the face and fueling the anger still coursing through him.
How could they have fooled him in such a way?
He would find them. By all that was dear to him, he would find those women and give them the punishment they deserved. He’d take great pleasure in flogging them, spanking them and—he grinned. His hands tightened on the reins as his mind conjured the perfect image of his women.